Then Storri beamed affably upon the San Reve, who took his hand and put it to her grateful lips.
Storri beamed because he was in a right royal humor.

The episode had been unpremeditated, and yet it dove-tailed to the advantage of his designs.

The maneuver, he could see, had extinguished the final sparks of the San Reve's jealous suspicions; extinguished them at a time, too, when it was of consequence to lull the San Reve into fullest assurance of his faith.

And at that he had not thrown away his wire.

Storri had remembered that he must send a word to Steamboat Dan in the morning.